1.Jack: Listen, man. Cammi gets off in an hour, so I was thinking I'd just hang around and have a drink, and make sure she gets home safe.Miles: You're joking, right?Jack: No.Miles: Un-fucking-believable. Can't we just... go back to the motel... and hang out... and get up early, play 9 holes of golf... before we head home?Jack [puts his hand on Miles' shoulder]: Listen, man. You're my friend, and I know you care about me. And I know you disapprove, and I respect that. But there are some things that I have to do that you don't understand. You understand literature, movies, wine... but you don't understand my plight.

3.Jack: Fucking chick's married, man.Miles: What?Jack: Her husband works a night shift or something, and he comes home and catches me on the floor with my cock in his wife's ass.Miles: Oh, Jesus Christ.

4.Miles: Okay, so what's the plan?Jack: Uh... the plan is... you go.Miles: ME?Jack: 'Cause of my ankle. Still hurts. Just go explain the situation, Miles.Miles [laughs uproariously]: Explain the situation? Yes. 'Excuse me, sir, my friend was the one balling your wife couple of hours ago. Really sorry. He seems to have left his wallet behind. I was wondering if I come in, just poke around, I don't know'Jack: Yeah, yeah, just like that. That's good.